The reception room had its fireplace lit early on. Closest to the fireplace, a round table and a few chairs covered with animal skins had already been arranged.
A servant brought up wine, filled the empty glasses on the table, and then stepped aside to wait upon them.
Jasmine usually did not drink outside. Ever since seeing the wine-making process of outsiders once, she developed a phobia of outside food and drinks; even when going out, Jasmine mostly brought her own wine and food.
"Vice Guildmaster Clinton, I want to buy a batch of slaves from your Adventurer's Guild." After sitting down, Jasmine glanced at the glass of wine pushed in front of her, getting straight to the point and stating her purpose.
